My eyes press together in an angry scowl. “I choose Cy.”
“Huh?”
“I said. I. Choose. Cy. Over. You.”
“Lexie. You’re tired. You’re right. You need sleep. I’ll let Victoria know you’re ill.” He starts to walk down the short hallway to the door. “You’re still going to the gala, right? I need you there.”
I throw my head back and stare at the ceiling. “Yeah. I’ll go. But, that’s the last one.”
“Great. I’ve got a meeting before the event, so I’ll meet you there. Eric will be here to pick you up.”
“Don’t bother.”
“What? Why?”
“Because your car service is very inconsistent. Sometimes he’s here, sometimes he’s not. Either way, I don’t know until I’m outside.”
“That’s my fault.”
“Yeah. I figured,” I deadpan.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”
“Yeah. I figured.”
“He’ll be here at six o’clock tomorrow night. I promise to make it a night you’ll never forget.”
“Fine.”
“You may even change your mind about being my girlfriend.”
“Fake girlfriend. And no, I won’t.”
“Never say never.”
Never.
